Old Tamil Poetry

Translations of Tamil Poetic works that span 2000 years

Thiruppavai – 4

Oh’ God of the ocean and rains! Don’t hide any of your powers;
Enter the ocean, scoop up water and noisily ascend the skies;
Darken like the Lord of the Deluge, the Supreme Being;
Shine like the Chakra and roar like the conch
In the arms of the mighty shouldered Padhmanaban;
Like the rain of arrows shot from his bow,
pour down without delay for this earth to thrive;
So we too can bathe joyously in this month of Margazhi.

ஆழி மழைக்கண்ணா ஒன்றுநீ கைகரவேல்
ஆழிஉள் புக்கு முகந்துகொடு ஆர்த்துஏறி
ஊழி முதல்வன் உருவம்போல் மெய்கறுத்துப்
பாழிய்அம் தோளுடைப் பற்பனாபன் கையில்
ஆழி போல்மின்னி வலம்புரி போல் நின்று
அதிர்ந்து தாழாதே சார்ங்க முதைத்த சரமழைபோல்
வாழ உலகினில் பெய்திடாய் நாங்களும்
மார்கழி நீராட மகிழ்ந்தேலோர் எம்பாவாய்.

Andal now tells Varuna, the God of Rains to pour down and let the world flourish. “God of the rains, don’t hide any of your powers from us. Bestow all you can on us. Enter the ocean, scoop up the water and ascend the skies noisily. Once you have taken water to the skies, become dark in colour just like the body of our Lord Vishnu, the Lord of the Deluge (Pralaya). His shoulders are majestic and beautiful. Shine like the Chakra in his right hand (lightning) and roar like the conch in his left hand (thunder) and pour down in copious quantities like the rain of arrows shot from his bow. Your rains will help this world to thrive and flourish. Do so without delay. As the rains pour down, we too will bathe joyously in this month of Margazhi”

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